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I decided that I live with no regrets and have accepted the outcome of my decisions. I let it go and I set myself free. Free to live again, love again, smell the rain, nourish my soul…. Let people in. For I know that every dark night turns into day. I am free to write my story for it is me who holds the pen. For It is the journey and not the destination that is the story. For that, I am thankful.

We are inherently flawed as human beings. I work outwardly to acknowledge and work on my shortcomings. The greatest failure of our lives will be that we could not understand each other more, be more gentle with the fragility of emotion.

Some people come into our lives through strange coincidences. Their presence seems mysterious, but they are here for a reason. We don't always understand where they come from or why they manifest in our life. Usually they are compassionate individuals who we have attracted by something we have said or done.

...I need to be thankful for that. Because when it is all said and done people are only lent to us from God. And, no matter how bad things are for us, no matter how gloomy things look, no matter how much pain we are in, we can always find someone who has it worse than us.

I knew I had met someone unusual. We sat across from each other in the same restaurant I had left earlier. His face was weathered slightly beyond his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an eloquence and articulation that was startling He removed his jacket to reveal a bright red T-shirt that said, 'Jesus is The Never Ending Story.'